Secret Alit

The Mystery Behind the Calamity - Part 6

"Neek. tomorrow continue the story, yes. Alit's getting curious." Whiney.    

"It's an invitation Saturday afternoon tomorrow for papa and mama. So Alit's at home with only two grandmothers. Grandma continued the story, yes" I said sulking. 

The next morning, I was busy making snacks. I have prepared the ingredients of the cake, namely butter, wheat, eggs, chocolate, milk and sugar. After the grandmother mixed all the ingredients, I took a square pan that had been smeared with margarine and put the dough that had been formed with a mold, then baked it. Around noon, the cake was ripe. 

I smiled happily with the results of the cake, good shape, and also crispy.

"I definitely didn't stop snacking. Good thing to do a lot" I said in my heart.

Time shows at 11.  

'Neek. let's go on the follow-up story'. 

***

Yesterday, my grandmother told me about the situation of Mr. Big Dipper and Mr. Aman after visiting Padepokan. 

Both of them, with their shaky and lethargic steps, went down the hill. The road is moving towards the highway. Their energy was drained of emotions of sadness and wanted to rush to meet his son to make sure they were okay  

Big Dipper misses the youngest. He imagined being able to hug and hear the babbling of his son. He tried to brush off the ugly and terrible shadow while sitting on his son's back. 

However, the painful shadow of his heart was hard to lose from his mind. The fear came back to the two. 

"Hiii. shudder I watched my son have to curl under that chair, how heavy the burden he was carrying," Mr. Aman felt his chest tightness in light of the incident. 

"Why do we have to find a cure?" The two almost asked each other. However, the two people had no answer either. 

Mr. Aman and Mr. Big Dipper tried to speed up his pace, but their manpower was inadequate. 

"Sir, why can't I walk faster? Very heavy step," said Mr. Aman.

"Sir, I also have no more energy," replied Mr. Big Dipper.

"The atmosphere is running out of energy as well" replied Mr. Aman. 

"Kok so lemes saw the suffering. I want to meet my son quickly" Mr. Big Dipper said.

"All the way I pleaded for my son to be safe" said Mr. Aman. 

Big Dipper did the same. They speed up their steps to quickly reach the highway and hope there is still a bus heading home. 

After waiting for a long time, the vehicle that passed was only a truck.  Without a second thought they stopped him and got on that truck. 

"The two fathers of the paddock, huh?" Ask the truck driver.

"Kok sampeyan know?" Mr. Big Dipper replied to the question of the truck driver with astonishment.

"I'm just guessing" said the driver, grinning. "I often carry passengers there. Many continue pesugihan but there are also those who ignore his intentions."

"They have opened their inner eyes to witness the risks that will be experienced, namely one of the family members who are loved will be used as a victim. Their inner eyes were opened in order to connect with the supernatural," continued the driver.

"The risk is severe, sir," said Mr. Aman.

"Brothers both want to go on? I'd better cancel it" said the truck driver. "So of course, supernatural beings choose the collision of our loved ones."

"I also have experience from the story of the person who received the assignment," continued the story of the truck driver. "They were instantly rich impromptu, but he became a devotee of the devil. The perpetrator of the assignment usually must be sorry, but already stuck and can not retreat."

"Western rice has become porridge" said the driver. 

"Thank you, this advice has strengthened us even more to step down" replied Mr. Big Dipper.

"I'm pointing at another parapet, yes. It's not far from here and it's a road pass, near the terminal" the truck driver asked.

"That's the place" he said, pointing in a direction. 

'When2 we go there', said Mr. Big Dipper

'Hah. ' Mr. Aman was flabbergasted'. 

He looked astonished at Big Dipper. 

'Make experience', he said. 

While they were still staring at each other, the driver was shaking his head. 

'Humans do change quickly, ' he mumbled. 

People are easily tempted by luxury even though they are at risk. 

Mr. Big Dipper and Mr. Aman arrived at the terminal and gave money to the truck driver, then took the bus to go home. 

'Big Dipper was tempted to go kelain padepokan and began to seduce his friend to accompany to the padepokan next time. 

Mr. Aman nodded to calm his friend.  Though his mind drifted to his son. At that time he only hoped to get home quickly and meet his son. 

Arriving at home, Mr. Aman saw people crowding. He broke through the crowd blocking the entrance.  He could not wait to see what had happened while he was gone. 

What the hell is going on?  muttered. 

 His face was pale looking at the figure that was stretched out.  His wife was crying and roaring. He approached and sat next to his wife. 

'Sir, your son arrived 2 seizures a while ago, he floundered and fell.  I hugged her as she lay here'. 

'The neighbors gathered to hear my screams. But they can't do anything about it because your son is as long as you can see. 

We waited for sampeyan. I'm guessing that the old lady didn't come home for leaving since dawn. 

Mr. Aman, who was sitting by his son's side, stretched out his hand, reaching out to the body that was lying unconscious. His hands fumbled from his face to his body and other limbs. 

In his heart collect the promise of the leader of the plunder. 

'Didn't I cancel the trip. I was so sad when I saw my son's body curled up under that chair. My heart felt so sad at that moment. 

Mr. Aman in silence continued to demand the promise of cancellation and return his son's life to quickly realize as before. 

He suddenly felt a weak movement as he held his son's hand. 

'Sir, your son moved his hand'. The wife also saw her hand move. 

Mr. Aman touched the body once more. Her body felt a little warm and she patted her cheek. The boy began to open his eyes. Suddenly the boy sat down, his weak hands reaching out to his father's body and weeping in his arms. 

Mr. Aman calmed her down and whispered something to her son. 

You're by your side, son. 

Now I want to calm the people who have helped us. 

Mr. Aman turned around and looked at the people who filled his house. 

'Father and mother, I thank you for helping until my son wakes up. 

After that one by one and leave the house, Mr. Aman. 

'Tell me what you've been through a while that's my son? 

'Sir I followed an old grandfather and arrived somewhere in the mountains. I was told to stay there because I didn't know the way home so I just kept sitting under my chair and in pain. .

I could see my father crying out loud. My hands are about to reach my body.  

'Mr just shut up when I want to come home'. 

 'Mr left me here'. 

'The father has thrown me away'. 

'I was desperate and just contemplating my fate in that place'. 

'Suddenly the grandfather came and I woke up'. 

His son's words reminded him of his time in the store.  The so-called old grandfather was probably the head of the paddle. 

That grandfather may have come to return his life to my son's body. 

Mr. Aman hugged her and stroked her hair. 

'Lucky son, you are not far lost', he murmured inwardly. 

I will protect you with all my might.  He felt no tears, flowing down his cheeks. 

'Father crying? ask the boy. 

Mr. Aman immediately wiped his wet cheek.